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red-eyed vireo

May 27, 2024 by Dave Bonta

Dawn: a blurry moon just above the trees losing its glow. The wood thrush’s ethereal song gives way to a red-eyed vireo sounding like a wind-up bird, going at twice normal speed.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags dawn, moon, red-eyed vireo, wood thrush
May 22, 2024 by Dave Bonta

The sun finally clears the trees at 9:00. A bluebird and a phoebe call back and forth in the yard, an ovenbird and a red-eyed vireo talk over each other in the woods, and in the valley, traffic, a tractor, a train.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags bluebird, I-99, ovenbird, phoebe, red-eyed vireo, train
May 13, 2024 by Dave Bonta

After so many gray days, the clarity of the air and the quality of light moving through new leaves feel miraculous. A red-eyed vireo’s lyrical harangue.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags red-eyed vireo
August 25, 2023 by Dave Bonta

After a soggy night, a few more raindrops and then some brightening. A vireo starts up. The lowest branch on the tulip tree has turned yellow.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags rain, red-eyed vireo, tulip tree
June 19, 2023 by Dave Bonta

Monday morning: back to the literal grind from the quarry. The red-eyed vireo’s usual spell makes nothing happen. A loose strand of spider silk catches the sun.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags quarry, red-eyed vireo, spiderwebs
May 9, 2023 by Dave Bonta

“Light rain” turns out to mean a shimmer of mizzle. The forest belongs once again to the preacher bird—red-eyed vireo—and the ovenbird chanting teacher teacher teacher.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags ovenbird, rain, red-eyed vireo
August 27, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Under a clearing sky, nuthatch and vireo still claim and declaim. A black cherry tree, having dispensed its fruit, is turning a dull orange.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black cherry, red-eyed vireo, white-breasted nuthatch
August 22, 2022 by Dave Bonta

Overcast with a shimmer of light rain. A red-eyed vireo still calls at the woods’ edge. The thud of a black walnut onto a roof.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black walnut, rain, red-eyed vireo
August 13, 2022 by Dave Bonta

45F/7C at sunrise. I carry a chair up into the woods, watch sunlight seep down the oaks with color commentary by a red-eyed vireo.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags cold, red-eyed vireo, sunrise
August 27, 2021 by Dave Bonta

Fog. A quiet gurgle from the stream, still digesting last night’s downpour. The only other song belongs to a vireo.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags fog, red-eyed vireo, stream
August 8, 2021 by Dave Bonta

Walnut leaves have begun to yellow, as leaf miners turn the locust trees brown. A red-eyed vireo warbles on and on.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags black locust, black walnut, fall foliage, leaf miners, red-eyed vireo
September 12, 2025July 14, 2021 by Dave Bonta

Out in time for the tail end of the dawn chorus: field sparrow, red-eyed vireo, pewee, goldfinches, catbird. No more wood thrushes, alas.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags American goldfinch, catbird, eastern wood pewee, field sparrow, red-eyed vireo
June 12, 2021 by Dave Bonta

Wet, but at least it’s not raining. Wood thrush, vireo and tanager songs mingle at the woods’ edge. The wingbeats of a catbird.

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Categories Plummer's Hollow Tags catbird, red-eyed vireo, scarlet tanager, wood thrush
May 15, 2021 by Dave Bonta

Through the shining leaves, I gaze at the last shards of ridgetop sky, listening to a red-eyed vireo and wishing I’d gotten a bit more sleep.

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